Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. Watsuki Nobuhiro and several others do. This small fiction is for entertainment purposed, mostly mine, and no money will ever be made off of it by me.

Info: I don't know if anyone has written anything about this before (I would suspect someone has but I haven't come across it myself. If so I apologize ahead of time for stepping on any toes).

Warning: This is just plain silly.

The Rurouni Wash Load Blues

By Colleen

"Oro."

Kenshin stared at the new western machine that Kaoru had bought the other day with trepidation. She bounced around it explaining all the things it would do and how much time it would save Kenshin every day.

"Really, it will be great" she said. "All you have to do is put the clothing in here." She tossed in a pile of clothing, colours and whites mixed together in what would later become a grey mess. "Add the soap." Wanting everything to come out really clean she dumped in two cups of detergent, thought for a moment, then added another one for good measure. "And turn it on." She turned a dial on the console and the machine started to fill with (very hot) water. "In half an hour the clothes can be hung out to dry."

Kenshin stared at the machine in something close to misery. His hands itched to pull out the sword at his side and slice the infernal device in half. His laundry, being done by something else. He didn't know if he should go Battousai and kill the thing or just sit down and weep. Oh well at least he could still hang the laundry out to dry.

"Oh" Kaoru said. "If this works out I may get a dryer as well."

"A dryer?"

"Yes, you just toss the clothing in and everything comes out dry about an hour later."

"Orooooooo."

At this, Kenshin's bleakest hour, a strange thing started to happen to the washing machine. The load, off centre because Kaoru had tossed the clothing in haphazardly, began to make the machine vibrate and knock loudly. The WAY to much soap pushed the lid of the machine upward and the washer started to foam like a rabid animal. The vibrations quickly knocked the machine off its position and it started to "walk" forward with every bang to its wash basket.

Kenshin and Kaoru backed away from the advancing machine. "Oh my goodness" Kaoru said in utter shock. "Sano was actually right. When I bought this thing he said an evil spirit might possess it."

The machine chose that moment to release a louder than usual bang and Kaoru let out a startled yelp. "Kenshin do something, before it gets us."

Kenshin pulled his sword out and flipped it over so he could use the sharp side of it against the oncoming menace. *Thank you Kami-sama* he thought as he brought his sword down, ending the existence of the threat to his well being and sanity.

End.

Ok, I know that they probably didn't even have those really old washing machines around during Kenshin's time and they really didn't have the more modern one I was thinking about when I wrote this. However, while writing a Rurouni Kenshin laundry scene in another story, I suddenly had a vision of Kenshin killing a washing machine when it was going to take over his duties and I just had to write it.